Completely Out of Control

BOOM—!!!

A deafening crash rang out as the giant sword slammed down at the edge of Konoha. Terrifying sword energy erupted in an instant, sweeping across the entire village like a raging tide.

The ground was cleaved open, forming a massive fissure. It stretched farther and farther, eventually becoming a cliff thousands of meters long that split Konoha in two!

Countless buildings collapsed under the force of the sword energy, sending clouds of dust and splintered wood billowing into the air.

"What happened?!"

"What's going on? Was that an earthquake?!"

"Enemy attack! We're under attack! Everyone, stay alert!"

The villagers had been roused from their sleep by the crash and the shaking. The moment they opened their eyes, they were met with an apocalyptic scene.

Screams of terror, cries of despair, and panicked shouts rang out across Konoha.

Some were buried beneath collapsed buildings, groaning in pain amid the rubble;

Some clutched their children and fled in a frenzy, only to be tripped by the panicked crowd;

Others looked up and saw the ultimate Susanoo Armor blotting out the sky. Their legs gave way, leaving them too terrified to run.

"Help me! Please, help me! Somebody save me!"

"Run! We'll die if we don't! Somebody, help!"

"What is that?! It's a monster! A monster that's going to destroy the village!"

Bloodcurdling screams and terrified roars mingled together. The once-peaceful Konoha had become a living hell in an instant.

But what made Itachi's scalp crawl was yet to come!

He clearly saw the souls of nearly ten thousand Uchiha behind Genki slowly being absorbed into him.

As the last wisp of soul merged with Genki, his peculiar Mangekyō Sharingan blazed with light once more—and Magatsunokami's domain began to expand again!

The Yomi Domain, which had barely been able to cover the Uchiha Clan Compound, now spread like a rapidly swelling black tide, advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few minutes, it had expanded to encompass all of Konoha. The massive village, large enough to hold a hundred thousand people, was instantly shrouded in a chilling, despairing domain!

Wherever the domain reached, countless villagers' souls began to tremble uncontrollably, as though they could be torn from their bodies at any moment.

Feeling the domain's terrifying power to devour souls, Itachi was drenched in cold sweat. A fear unlike anything he had ever known seized his heart.

It was out of control... Everything was completely out of control!

Itachi stood frozen in place, as if all the blood in his body had congealed.

He stared at the strange domain spreading around him. Its chilling aura, as if capable of devouring every soul, coiled around him like countless icy serpents, leaving him gasping for breath.

His heart hammered wildly in his chest. An unprecedented panic swept over him, leaving even his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Then he suddenly remembered something he had overlooked—something that made his scalp crawl. The Uchiha Clan Compound where they stood wasn't the Uchiha Clan's original home at all!

The land in the heart of the village, designated as the clan's central district, was where the Uchiha had lived for generations. The bloodlines and soul imprints of countless clan members had settled there!

The instant this realization came to him, another upheaval began!

HUM—!!!

A stronger force of attraction suddenly erupted from the heart of the strange domain. The next moment, tens of thousands of pale-blue souls, as if summoned by a deadly call, surged from every corner of Konoha and even from deep underground, converging on Uchiha Genki in midair!

These souls were no longer limited to the Uchiha clan members he had killed that night. Some were the spirits of shinobi who had died in the Third Shinobi World War, their souls still bearing the smoke and bloodstains of battle;

Some were warriors who had perished in the Second Shinobi World War, their souls marked by wounds from piercing weapons;

There were even spirits of ancestors who had died in the First Shinobi World War and in eras far more ancient. Their forms were indistinct, yet they radiated an old and weathered presence!

"AAAH—!!! Hahahahaha—!!!"

Uchiha Genki threw his head back and howled, his voice mingling extreme agony with madness.

This time, the pain flooding his mind was tens of thousands of times worse than before!

It wasn't only the memories and suffering of the Uchiha clan anymore. It also included the entire lives of shinobi from the Land of Fire, the Land of Wind, the Land of Water, and other nations—the slaughter on the battlefield, the despair of defeat, the grief of losing loved ones, the fury of being betrayed by comrades...

Worse still, these souls encompassed every manner of death: the brutality of dying in battle, the torment of illness, the resolve of suicide, and even those who had been secretly captured by Shimura Danzō and died horribly in human experiments carried out with Sarutobi Hiruzen's approval. Their memories were filled with the coldness of operating tables, the agony of having their bodies dissected, and boundless hatred for the village's leaders!

Countless chaotic memories and extreme emotions surged like a flood, crashing against his consciousness as if to tear his soul apart.

But in an instant, he cast that unbearable pain aside. Hysterical laughter took its place.

What did a little pain matter?

Compared to personally bringing about the deaths of the mother and sister he most wanted to protect, compared to watching their souls be devoured by his own ocular technique and knowing he had utterly destroyed any chance of their resurrection, this pain was insignificant!

No matter how severe the torment of body and soul, it was less than a ten-thousandth of the pain of his heart dying!

His eyes were bloodshot, every vein standing out. His six-tomoe Mangekyō Sharingan blazed with madness that threatened to destroy everything, and the chakra around him roiled like boiling magma.

"He's completely lost his mind! If this continues, he'll drag all of Konoha—and even the entire Shinobi World—into hell! We have to stop him!"

Itachi's gaze turned resolute. Though he knew the difference in their strength was immense, he didn't retreat.

He made his decision in an instant. His scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan spun rapidly, and the chakra around him surged to its absolute limit!

But before he could complete his next move, the thousand-meter-tall Black Susanoo Armor ahead had already sensed his hostility.

Its giant hand seized the Eight-Handled Sword at its waist and swung it toward him with world-destroying force!

The colossal sword blotted out the sky as it tore through the night. Strange patterns on its blade glowed with a chilling light. Before the terrifying sword energy even reached him, the air was already warping and the ground cracking.

Itachi's pupils contracted. Without a moment's hesitation, he drove his Susanoo Armor to its limits!

"Susanoo Armor!"

Pale-red chakra instantly took shape, rapidly expanding into a complete form nearly a hundred meters tall.

The crimson Susanoo Armor wielded the Totsuka Blade, while a round bronze mirror floated behind it—the Uchiha clan's sacred treasure, the Yata no Kagami, which could block any physical attack!

Itachi controlled the Susanoo Armor and raised the Yata no Kagami in front of him, trying to fend off the terrifying slash.

A shred of hope remained in his heart. He believed the sacred treasure's defenses would hold long enough for him to counterattack.

But the next moment, a scene that left him utterly despairing and disbelieving unfolded!